… After conversing with his host, Mr. Johnson said, “‘Friend, it is now about time to milk my cow, can you let me have a pail and I will go and milk her and give them some water and grain.’ ‘I will go with you, we have plenty of good water.’ While I was milking my host came with two pails of grain for my cattle. This was wholly unexpected. I gave the grain to the cattle and then carried the milk into the house, giving it to the wife, when she remarked, ‘Sammy, what a lot of milk his cow gives, more than all ours put together. Well, stranger, I suppose you would like to go to bed soon?’ ‘Yes, I feel as though I would like some rest.’ ‘Any time when you are ready I will show you to your room.’ ‘But, friends, I always sleep with my cattle; I have had good beds offered me, but I always decline them. I dare not leave my cattle; should someone borrow them I fear they would not return them in season. I carry my bedding, make the cow fast to one wheel and the horse to the opposite, and myself and dog lay between them. Many nights I have been awakened by the snorting of my horse. I always keep my lantern burning. Many times I have been awakened by the wolves around me, but as yet have come to no harm. Tomorrow I would like to reach Wells. What is the distance.?’ ‘Wells is about thirty miles from here. You can not travel to Wells in one day, can you?’ ‘I travel about two and a half miles an hour, day and night if I wish; sometimes I crowd three miles into an hour and sometimes only two, but I average the two and a half miles. I suppose I am not far from the river?’ ‘The river is north of us, about a half mile, and a half mile from here you ford the river, then there is a good road to Wells.’ ‘I must reach Wells tomorrow. I can travel that distance in fifteen hours, with stops, and should like to start at six o’clock. If you make a good fire, I will take advantage of it and make myself some coffee. I have some good [coffee] that I brought with me from San Francisco, so you see what I carry with me. Well, friends, I will go to bed with my cattle.’ ‘Stranger, you had better sleep in the house, it looks like a cold, frosty night; your cattle will be safe.’ ‘You do not know that. When coming through Hallecks I intended to have stopped there overnight, but things did not suit me, so I came on here. Perhaps some of those I saw may follow me; I have been advised to look sharp after my cattle.’ So lighting my lantern I left them for the night and went to my quarters, securing the cattle for the night and laid down for sleep.”